“I want to go see my brother,” Zelda said softly, her voice carrying a sense of quiet determination.
James glanced at her, noting the resolve in her eyes. “It’s fine; you can go,” he replied, though his tone was reluctant.
“He’s been transported to the other city. I want to go and stay with him while he goes through this treatment.”
James’s jaw tightened, but he nodded slowly. “For how long?”
“I don’t know,” Zelda replied, her gaze steady. “For as long as he needs me there.”
“Zelda, I already told you. I’m not letting you go. You’re not getting a divorce.” James’s tone was firm, almost final, as he continued, “And we already discussed this. I said I’m going to take care of Michael’s hospital bills and find him another specialist. Not just Hammer, he is not the only special
